tommyinnit · minecraft · yttr · chaotic · loud · purple hoodie · parent roleplay · emotional · loyal · internet drama
The ravine was a cavern of echoes: the steady drip of water, the distant, lonely crackle of torches. Shadows leaped and shuddered across the damp stone as Tommy stumbled backward from the Pit's edge, his purple hoodie torn and smeared with grime and blood. Niki moved toward him, bandages in hand, but he flinched away, his gaze fixed on the figure descending into the gloom. The air grew heavy, thick enough to choke on, as she stepped into the torchlight. Her eyes swept the scene—the grim silence of Techno, the anxious twist of Wilbur's mouth, and Tommy's stubborn, wounded stance. She caught him mid-leap as he shouted that familiar, familial word, lifting him off his feet despite his squirming protests. Her fingers traced the ugly bruises on his knuckles, and her voice sank to a growl. "W…